The house is a newly built house, and it has been cleaned when they move in, and it looks clean inside and out, but even so, the mother and daughter have cleaned up again.

Wu Qingmei's house turned around several times, and she was always a little unsteady living in this house, because she never dreamed that she would live in a new house one day, and she was still the owner of the house.

The mother and daughter sat together, Meng Youyou was responsible for kneading the dough, Meng Youyou rolled the dough, and Wu Qingmei made dumplings and secretly stuffed coins into the dumplings.

Whoever eats a coin has to stick the money to the side of the god of the stove, and bless him with a fortune, whether it is spiritual or not, but the implication is always good.

Wu Qingmei also bought a firecracker, 1000 firecrackers, not as good as a few firecrackers in a row, but compared with 100 firecrackers.

Too many things have happened in the past year, from having nothing at the beginning, to now being able to live in a new house, although divorced, Wu Qingmei has two daughters, and her heart is always grateful.

"Zhenzhen, Yoyo, don't be busy, wash your hands and eat," Wu Qingmei brought out the dishes from the kitchen and shouted.

Tonight was the Chinese New Year's Eve reunion dinner, which was earlier than the usual dinner, and it was not dark outside, but the kerosene lamps had been lit at home.

If Wu Qingmei is usually worried about wasting money, but today she can't wait to order a few more lights to make the house brighter, which means that next year's life can be more prosperous.

Meng Youyou washed her hands, looked at the dishes on the table, which she and Meng Zhenzhen usually liked to eat, and couldn't help laughing, "Mom, I'm definitely going to eat tonight." ”

"It's okay to let go of eating, but don't hold on, otherwise the night will be uncomfortable," Wu Qingmei instructed with a smile, "You still have to stay at home for a few days, whatever you want to eat, I will cook it for you every day." ”

She remembered that on Chinese New Year's Eve a few years ago, there were too many Meng family members, one table could not sit, and the three of them were huddled behind Meng Gui to eat, and that day they could eat a white noodle bun and eat one or two slices of meat, just like this, Mrs. Meng could still nag for a long time.

Wu Qingmei thinks about the past days, and then looks at the present, she is really satisfied, so even if she doesn't go back to Wu's house for the New Year, she won't feel uncomfortable in her heart, but she is too happy.

"Mom, you eat more," Meng Zhenzhen noticed Wu Qingmei's mood change, and knew that she must have thought of the past, so she quickly changed the topic.

Meng Youyou spooned a bowl of chicken soup into Wu Qingmei's bowl, "Mom, you drink some soup to warm your stomach." ”

"Hey, okay," Wu Qingmei hurriedly took it, and put a chopstick braised pork in each of their bowls, "You guys can eat it too." ”

Meng Youyou and Meng Zhenzhen picked up some interesting things that happened in school and told Wu Qingmei, Wu Qingmei listened to it with a smile, the family talked and laughed, and the atmosphere was warm.

But the Meng family is not so good.

After I didn't get any money from Meng Youyou yesterday, Mrs. Meng lost her temper when she got home, and then Jiang Yan also lost her temper, Zhang Guiqin simply didn't bother to take care of it, and directly pulled Meng Xiaoping to stay in her house to save her anger.

But who knew that Mrs. Meng finally stood at the door of her room and accused her, saying that their mother and daughter couldn't speak and offended Meng Youyou, and that they had bullied Wu Qingmei too much before, so that Meng Youyou held a grudge in her heart.

Zhang Guiqin will definitely stop doing it now, she just wants to split up, staying here not only to serve the family, but also to look at Jiang Yan's face from time to time, why?

From yesterday to today's Chinese New Year's Eve night, the matter has not come to a conclusion, Mrs. Meng looked at the black light in the kitchen, and she couldn't get out of her heart, crying, "You are going to starve me to death......"

She hadn't eaten for a day, and she was so hungry that if she hadn't eaten a few pieces of cake to entertain relatives for the New Year, she might have fainted with hunger.

After howling for a long time, everyone finally slowly gathered in the hall, Meng Gui stepped forward to help her up, "Mom, why do you say that?" ”

He didn't want to split up, but Jiang Yan said that it was better for them to split up, at least the two sons would not have to be pressed by Meng Xiaorong in the future, and Meng Gui thought about it, so it was not good to say much.

Meng Fu lowered his head, he listened to Zhang Guiqin's words, if Jiang Yan had two sons in her belly, then the family would definitely suffer a loss in the future, so it was better to divide it early.

Mrs. Meng looked left and right, and found that the expressions on the faces of her sons had become a little unfamiliar, if she had cried like this in the past, they would have been nervous enough to care about her.

Look at her two daughters-in-law, one is sitting on a stool and touching her belly, and the other is turning her head to talk to her daughter, neither of them caring about themselves in the slightest.

"Are you all going to break up?" Mrs. Meng looked around again and said, "Why don't you divide it now." ”

Since the hearts are not together, then why should they all get together, so as to save her from being upset.

"What do you want to do?" Zhang Guiqin ignored Mrs. Meng's black face and asked first.

She couldn't stay here for a day.

"There are seven rooms in the family, two rooms for each of your two brothers, and three rooms for me," Mrs. Meng said what she thought in her heart, these are what she had already thought about, "Whoever will provide for me in the future, those three rooms will be who's, you won't have an opinion, right?" ”

In order to build a house, she no longer has any money in her hand, plus Meng Gui and Jiang Yan got married, and it cost dozens of yuan, so there is not much left.

"Mom, I have two children in my belly, and I will definitely want one room for one person in the future, how can these two rooms be divided?" Jiang Yan glanced at Zhang Guiqin, and then turned to Mrs. Meng.

She didn't care if she was divided or not, but she only gave them two rooms, and an old woman wanted three rooms, and she couldn't say that she was sure to fight for it.

"That's right, give us two rooms, do you want Xiaoping and Xiaorong to squeeze one room?" Zhang Guiqin couldn't care about being angry with Jiang Yanzhi at this time, and answered.

"I don't care, if you don't give me three rooms, this family will not be divided," Mrs. Meng simply played a scoundrel and said in a brutal tone.

There is no money in her hand, and all she can hold is these few rooms, if she gives them all again, then Mrs. Meng will really have to drink the northwest wind when she is old.

"And you two brothers, give me 300 catties of cornmeal, 100 catties of white flour, and another 10 yuan every year," Mrs. Meng continued, "I'm old, I can't do farm work anymore, and I raised you so big, now you should raise me." ”

Zhang Guiqin's eyes widened and sneered, "I haven't seen any family divided like this, besides, which old man wants his son to be raised like this?" ”

It's really a big laugh, Mrs. Meng is really good at daydreaming, no matter how much of them use Mrs. Meng's picking, so many of them can't eat a hundred catties of white noodles a year.